Chapter 27

During one of our travels, we stumbled across a small village overflowing with poverty and disease. We quickly lent aid, using our combined gifts to heal and provide resources.

Our actions didn't go unnoticed as we were soon greeted by a proud and friendly god. Dionysus was his name, and he saw our work as valuable to the very essence of humanity.

Dionysus invited us to a feast in his honor, a celebration for our collective abilities and the good we had done. He led us himself with his reputation as the god of wine, indulgence, and poetry.

It was a celebration to remember, full of dances, songs, and delicious food. We even toasted to our newfound friendship.

As the night wore on, Dionysus turned serious. He explained that some of his followers had gone astray, using his gift of wine as an extreme means of escaping their troubles. Their addiction was endangering the safety and balance of the world, and he could only do so much by himself.

We immediately offered our help, and Dionysus thanked us with relief.

Working closely with the god of wine, we soon discovered a group of humans rallying around the misuse of Dionysus' gift. They were led by a man who refused to let his own family tragedies extinguish the joy and beauty of life.

We spent several days talking with him and his followers, listening to their stories, and offering guidance while using our powers in moderation to win their trust.

After a bit of time, we convinced the man and his followers to change their ways. We also decided to hold our own celebration where we could teach true moderation and balance, something the villagers could emulate without hurting themselves or others.

With our goal achieved, Dionysus was proud of our hard work and rewarded us each with a personalized gift to help us in our future endeavors.